The three Eighth Route Cavalry were about to ride their horses in pursuit.

Sun Desheng had already removed the 44-style rifle from his back.

Sun Desheng's eyes were firmly fixed on the fleeing devil cavalry, but the movement of his hand was extremely fast, pulling the bolt and pushing it into the chamber, and the next second he pulled the trigger when he set up the rifle.

Horn –

Takeshima, who escaped fifty meters away, fell off his horse almost at the moment when the gunshots rang out.

A warrior then urged his horse to gallop over, and as the blade swept by, Takeshima's head and body were separated.

As Takeshima's war horse was running, the Cloud Dragon Knife inserted in its ass fell, and it slowly stopped, and the stinging pain from its ass made it can't help but scream.

The warrior turned over and dismounted, picked up the cloud dragon sword on the ground, and led the two military horses back.

The entire battle lasted for a short time, and at this time it was nearing the end, and only a few devil cavalry were still fighting the trapped beasts.

A minute later, the remaining ghost cavalry were all killed.

Sun Desheng, whose face was covered with blood beads, rode his horse to Li Yunlong, turned over and dismounted, and gave a military salute: "Report to the regiment commander, the battle is over, and no one from the enemy has escaped the net." ”

"Sun Desheng, you commanded this battle well." Li Yunlong looked very satisfied, "I'll ask you and the cavalry company for credit when I go back." ”

Li Yunlong didn't expect the cavalry company to be so strong in combat.

Seeing that half of the devil cavalry was swept to death by machine guns, and the remaining No. 40 devil cavalry was facing the No. 60 cavalry company, he felt that the victory was between five and five.

After all, the cavalry company has only been formed for more than two months, and there is still a gap between the soldiers and the devil cavalry with rich combat experience and well-trained.

But when it came to the real confrontation, it was the cavalry company that had the upper hand, and Li Yunlong was sure that even if the cavalry company encountered the same number of devil cavalry, it would have an absolute advantage.

"Thank you, Captain!" Sun Desheng looked grateful, "Actually, this battle has little to do with my command, the main thing is that the guys in our hands are good, our Yunlong knife is simply the nemesis of the devil's cavalry knife, and if it weren't for the 8 Czech light machine guns, our casualties in this battle would definitely be several times greater." ”

"You can wait until you go back to do the battle summary." Li Yunlong said, "Now immediately clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded." ”

Sun Desheng asked: "Regiment commander, can the devil's wounded be saved?" ”

"Where are the wounded of the devils?" Li Yunlong pretended to be surprised and said, "Why didn't I see it, Sun Desheng, did you see it?" ”

Sun Desheng's expression was solemn, and he hurriedly replied: "Report to the head of the regiment, I didn't see it!" ”

"That's right."

Li Yunlong said: "By the way, when cleaning the battlefield, try to wipe your neck as much as possible, and after cleaning the battlefield, take off the devil's clothes, pants and battle clothes for me and bring them back, I will be of great use." ”

Sun Desheng straightened up: "Yes, regiment leader!" ”

Ten minutes later.

The battlefield is cleaned.

The devils were wiped on their necks without exception.

Even the clothes and pants on his body were stripped off, and they were white.

Not to mention the devil's horses, sabers, rifles, and bullets, all became trophies for the cavalry company.

This battle, the cavalry company.

"Report to the regiment commander, the battlefield is cleaned up!" Sun Desheng saluted Li Yunlong and then said.

"How's the casualty?" Li Yunlong asked.

"The cavalry company lost 3 casualties and 5 wounded, of which 2 soldiers were seriously wounded and 3 soldiers were slightly wounded."

Li Yunlong nodded, this casualty situation was within the range he could accept.

What's more, more than 60 military horses were captured in this battle, and more than 80 devil cavalry were annihilated.

"Commander, about 20 horses were killed by machine guns." Sun Desheng said, "What to do with those dead military horses?" ”

Li Yunlong thought for a moment and said: "When we go back, it will definitely be too late to send the logistics transport team to transport horse meat, so let the soldiers cut off the legs of the horses and put them on the back of the horses, as well as the horse meat, and bring back as much as they can bring back." ”

An adult military horse weighs at least 1,200 pounds, and the horse meat of these 20 military horses can't be brought back without a mule cart.

However, in line with the principle of not wasting it, Li Yunlong will certainly not give up these horse meats.

The soldiers of the cavalry company have feelings for their own military horses, but they have no feelings for the devil's military horses, and almost all of the devil's military horses died this time.

As soon as Li Yunlong gave the order, the soldiers brandished the Yunlong knife and slashed at the legs of the horses lying on the ground.

"Sun Desheng." Li Yunlong shouted, "Come here." ”

Sun Desheng hurriedly ran over: "Regiment leader! ”

Li Yunlong said: "How are you studying in your culture class?" ”

"Commander." Sun Desheng sneered, "You know me, I am not a material for learning culture at all." ”

Li Yunlong asked, "Then whose handwriting is better for you?" ”

Sun Desheng said: "Cao Jiang, he went to school before joining the army, and his handwriting is okay. ”

Li Yunlong said: "You call him over." ”

Sun Desheng turned his head and shouted: "A platoon leader!" ”

"Yes!" Cao Jiang, the leader of a platoon, ran over and saluted.

"Did you bring a pen and paper?" Li Yunlong asked.

"Commander, this is just captured from the devil!" Cao Jiang hurriedly took out a pen and a notebook and handed them to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong waved his hand and said, "I said, you write." ”

"Yes!" Cao Jiang hurriedly made preparations for the record.

Li Yunlong said: "Li Yunlong, the head of the new regiment of the contemptible Eighth Route Army, learned that His Excellency Kuroshima Morita Dazuo was born in a martial arts family and was proficient in swordsmanship. ”

Listening to Li Yunlong's words, Sun Desheng and Cao Jiang couldn't help but grin.

The head of the regiment has a lot of flowers.

Sun Desheng smiled: "If I were Kuroshima Morita, I would definitely be so angry that I vomited blood when I saw this letter." ”

"Commander, it's written." Cao Jiang tore off the two pieces of paper he had written and handed them to Li Yunlong.

Li Yunlong took a look, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and handed it to Sun Desheng: "Put it in a conspicuous place for me, don't let the wind blow away." ”

"Yes, Captain." Sun Desheng solemnly took it and turned to leave.

About ten minutes passed.

The horse's legs were cut off and tied to the horse's back with rope.

The fighters are cutting meat with knives.

The scout of the cavalry company rode on horseback to report: "Report to the regiment commander, the Japanese reinforcements from the Huting stronghold are about to arrive, there are probably more than 100 devils, and it is less than 4 miles away from us." ”

Li Yunlong's expression moved, it should be that the devils in the turret on the nearby highway heard the gunshots and called the Huting stronghold.

The devils in the Tiger Pavilion stronghold are not to be feared, if they are bitten by the main force of the Black Island Cavalry Wing, it will be bad.

Li Yunlong roared loudly: "Pass my order, retreat immediately!" ”

The warriors then turned on their horses and prepared to retreat.

Li Yunlong turned his head and saw that Sun Desheng was still cutting horse meat with a Yunlong knife, so he scolded: "Sun Desheng, you can cut two pieces, and the Black Island Cavalry Wing of the dog day can't run, and there will be a lot of horse meat in a few days." ”

"Yes." Sun Desheng hurriedly put a large piece of cut horse meat into a sack, and then quickly turned over and got on the horse.

Subsequently, Li Yunlong led the cavalry company to return with a full load in the direction of the base area.

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.